Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I'm makin' it happen,
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the old est child of my mother,
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I grind for my little brother my nieces
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and every uncle my pops was
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born in corona relocated to LA
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I was born in the city
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no pity they letting shells fly can
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I give it my all seen shots fly
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couple bodies stick to the wall
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I'm sipping vodka lockout
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never we balling nigga we all in
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got your bitch up all night
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she had to call in from another planet
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I talk different just open up your mind
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I open mine at my heart listen
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your mama gets a worry
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and as soon as that call missing them
Criminals hard whippin',
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I'm talkin' if God listen, I'm past good
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Flow harsh like a nigga
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who can't twist her backwood
We be on them back blocks,
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guarantee my stash good
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Flippin' like a MacBook,
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put this shit on repeat
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That paper like a math book,
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these niggas lookin' mad shook
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A couple bitches that'll ride with me
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A bunch of niggas that'll die for me
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It's a hell of a life
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Million stackin' to the ceiling
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Top down, all speakers loud for real
Champagne smokin' sour
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Still got puppers bringin'
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This ain't how love is like
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Lookin' out, now you're dealin'
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Got your own pa per, fuck a hater,
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Not big on religion
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Approach the Lord so discreet
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I gotta make it happen,
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and I'm sure like the beach
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Couple tours, couple whores,
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couple floors in the suite
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Couple more double doors,
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got for Lord for the seat
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If it's war, then it's war
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at the store with the beef
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Rest in peace to my boys,
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hope the Lord let them sleep
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Like the doors on the floor,
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movin' slower through the streets
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Like Shakur with the four,
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I was born off the feet
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Not a corn on my feet,
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I can walk it like I talk it
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Couple charges duckin' them
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officers off with the heat
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Too raw for the streets,
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Look dawg, I shook off no
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Bringin' more to the beast,
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Randy Mars in his cleats
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So pure, I should deserve
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an award for my speech
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then speak to the Lord before I sleep
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Once again, if I wake up,
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niggas been had they kicked up
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A couple bitches that arrived with me
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A bunch of niggas that'll die for me
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It's a hell of a life
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Money stackin' to the ceiling
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Top down, all speakers loud for real
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Champagne smokin' sour
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Still got pumpers bringin'
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Lookin' out, now you dealin'
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Got your own pa per, fuck a hater,
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It's a hell of a life
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